The meal ended in a heavy atmosphere.
Afterwards, Old Master Wen called Wen Zhiyan to his study.
"Father."
Old Master Wen was silent on his chair for a moment. "You still remember I'm your father."
Wen Zhiyan lowered his gaze and remained silent.
After a long while, Old Master Wen sighed helplessly. "You've been foolish."
"Regarding the matters in Haicheng, Father, please don't interfere for now. I'll give you an explanation in three days."
Old Master Wen glared, angered. How could he not interfere? Those people had already come to his doorstep.
"Father, you should know that the hotels in Haicheng are detrimental to the Wen Corporation."
The Wen Corporation was built by Old Master Wen himself, and its hotels were all over the country.
After Old Master Wen retired, Wen Zhiyan took over. He integrated modern development, making drastic reforms to the hotels under his management, pushing the Wen Corporation's hotels to new heights.
However, some people not only refused to listen to his advice on reforming the hotels he managed but also wanted to unite with some old traditionalists to oust him.
"They are, after all, your mother's relatives," Old Master Wen said, his head aching. He had already retired, yet those people constantly tried to control him, wanting him to put Zhiyan in his place.
But what could he do? In his youth, he was penniless. It was the Ran family that married Ran Lian to him and provided them with considerable help.
Therefore, after he became successful, he wanted to repay the Ran family's relatives. Sometimes he knew that those people were two-faced, but thinking of Ran Lian and the past kindness, he turned a blind eye.
"But, Father, the hotels in Haishi almost resulted in a death," Wen Zhiyan said disapprovingly. "If these people are not driven out of the Wen Corporation, the reputation of Wen Corporation's hotels will eventually be ruined."
Hearing this, Old Master Wen looked weary.
"I'll handle this."
"Alas, I'm old. You do as you see fit."
If it were other matters, he could still turn a blind eye and make excuses. But when it came to quality and matters related to customers, he was unwilling to compromise with those people.
"Yes."
"Also, what about Miao Miao's matter?"
Wen Zhiyan frowned. "I haven't asked her yet."
In his opinion, this matter was very important to Fang Miaomiao. He couldn't make a decision for Fang Miaomiao arbitrarily. Anyway, he had already obtained the evidence. He would ask for her intentions later before dealing with that Wang Qing.
What was more interesting was that while investigating Wang Qing, they uncovered some other matters.
"You, how can you not understand a girl's heart at all?" Old Master Wen felt that if he continued talking with Wen Zhiyan, he would eventually be angered to death.
He didn't even know how to woo a girl. He was his own son, yet he hadn't inherited his father's talent for pursuing girls at all. He didn't know who he took after.
"Don't spouses need to respect each other?" Wen Zhiyan seemed to have encountered a great difficulty.
Precisely because he and Fang Miaomiao were a couple, they needed to respect each other. He wanted to see Fang Miaomiao's intentions. If he made a decision forcefully, what would be the difference from a dictatorship?
Of course, not dealing with Wang Qing did not mean he couldn't deal with others.
"You're determined to anger me to death." Old Master Wen waved his hand impatiently, scrutinizing Wen Zhiyan from head to toe with a hint of disdain. "Alright, go, go, go. Just seeing you irritates me."
To think he was a chairman, yet he had no CEO aura at all. He was taciturn and infuriating. At this rate, when would he be able to hold his grandchild again? Ah, no, a granddaughter. Cute and adorable, he could show her off all day.
Wen Zhiyan left the study, perplexed.
Weren't they talking fine at first? Why was he suddenly kicked out?
He pushed his wheelchair, took the elevator to the third floor.
He looked at the bedroom door, which was within reach.
He became even more conflicted. Letting Fang Miaomiao return to Yu Garden to recover meant they would have to sleep in the same room at night.
Thinking of this, Wen Zhiyan felt his cheeks heat up.
But, he quickly regained his composure.
*Beep!*
The bedroom door opened.
The wheelchair smoothly entered.
In the small living room, Fang Miaomiao was lying on the sofa in a disheveled manner, scrolling through her phone with one hand and occasionally picking up a grape from the coffee table to feed herself with the other.
On the single sofa, An An was still obediently playing with a complex version of a Rubik's Cube.
Neither of them disturbed the other, but the atmosphere created was very relaxed, making Wen Zhiyan feel at peace.
"Cough."
Wen Zhiyan coughed lightly.
Good, no one acknowledged him.
Wen Zhiyan entered the small living room without any awkwardness.
"Daddy."
"Ah!" Fang Miaomiao also noticed him and quickly changed her posture, pointing to the sofa and sheepishly explaining, "This sofa is too comfortable. I couldn't help but lie down while sitting."
"Pfft..."
Fang Miaomiao blushed from the laughter and looked at the perpetrator with feigned fierceness.
Wen Yan'an guiltily and awkwardly shifted his gaze to Wen Zhiyan. "Daddy, it's getting late. An An needs to go back to the room to sleep."
"Do you need help?"
"Thank you, Daddy. I can do it myself."
Wen Yan'an shrunk from the sofa to the floor, then, with a swing of his little leg, he ran out without looking back.
"An An is a bit mischievous."
"He's alright. I quite like him."
Of course, this was limited to Wen Yan'an being obedient, not causing trouble, and being easy to raise. Otherwise, forget it.
"Shall we talk?"
"Sure, what do you want to talk about?" Fang Miaomiao sat back on the sofa. She had taken a nap in the afternoon, so she wasn't sleepy now.
"The matter with Wang Qing, what do you plan to do?"
Fang Miaomiao blinked and instinctively blurted out, "You found evidence?"
She had been thinking of discussing with the director to see if she could obtain the video through legitimate channels once her hand had healed.
"I have it. So I wanted to ask you, how do you want to resolve this matter?"
"Call the police."
How else could such a matter be resolved besides calling the police? It was a joke. She was a good citizen and never did anything illegal. Wang Qing had made a mistake, and naturally, the corresponding punishment awaited her.
"That's it?" Wen Zhiyan's gaze was fixed on Fang Miaomiao, trying to find any trace of a lie on her face.
But there was none. Her clear eyes were so pure that one couldn't doubt them.
Therefore, some suspicions he had before were confirmed at this moment.
This Fang Miaomiao was not the Fang Miaomiao from before.
The Fang Miaomiao from before was the type who, even when in the right, would not let things go. If someone dared to bully her, she would retaliate tenfold or a hundredfold. This was also why that Fang Miaomiao was unpopular in the entertainment industry.
The current Fang Miaomiao could be described as having a simple foolishness in her eyes, but it was this Fang Miaomiao that made him have a bit of respect.
"That's it." Fang Miaomiao found it inexplicable. "I was even thinking of finding the evidence myself."
"Aren't you afraid Chen Tianming won't give it to you for Wang Qing?"
Fang Miaomiao's neck moved, and she looked at Wen Zhiyan as if he were an idiot. "If he doesn't give it, I'll call the police."
In any case, she would call the police whether she got the evidence or not.